C653 Nine Days of Underworld

"Raging Flames Dragon's Breath!"

Ye Lingtian's hands were as fast as lightning, as though they were butterflies flying in the sky.

Behind him was what seemed to be a thousand feet large and towering mountain like figure that lingered in the air. The crimson scales were emitting a strange fluctuation.

Threads of the brand spread upwards like streams of light. Within a short period of time